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Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Really.....is it REALLY that hard to get? My name is not Renesmee for pete's sake (inserting Twilight remarks whenever I can) 33 years ago when my father picked my name out of a book he was reading I don't think he knew the lifetime of repetition I would endure. Don't get me wrong...I LOVE my name. For the most part it is very unique (save the OTHER "Kami" I went to school with who almost got my ass kicked once....no I did NOT sleep with your boyfriend thankyouverymuch that would have been the OTHER Kami). There were times when I was younger that I longed to be a Jessica or a Jennifer....those bitches could ALWAYS find their name on a key chain...or on those pretty plaques that tell you what each letter of your name stands for....CAMMIE on the other hand....not so much. As an adult in the work place I have THIS conversation every day

"Hello this is Cammie"

"Tammy?"

"No Cammie, with a C"

"Tammy?"

"No, Cammie with a C...like Cat (or CANTYOUHEARMEASSHOLE)

"Ohhh, Carrie"

"yes, this is Carrie, how can I help you?"

I have also answered to Connie, Pammie, and once...CARMIE....WTF??

My favorite conversations are the ones where the person hearing my name is just baffled.....like I just told them that my name was ImaCrackwhore. I actually had someone respond upon hearing my name with a "huh" not "huh?" more like a sound like he was pondering whether or not I was telling the truth.

Having my name spelled correctly the first time? Forget it. Do you know how many ways there are to spell Cammie/Cami/Kami/Kammy/Cammy/Kammie? And those are just the spellings that you can actually find in the baby books....forget the parents that want to make it all weird like Kaimi.

In an effort to have MY name on a pretty plaque saying what it means (and not doing it myself...because what is the fun in that?) I enlisted the help of my good friend Erin....It is not a plaque....but it will do

lol I could never find my name on any of those stupid keychains or plaques either! I don't even know what I get... most people just stare at me when I say my name like "huh?" but at least not "huh" lOl that cracked me up!

This is one of the funniest posts I have read in quite a while. I literally choked on my morning cup of tea when I read the part about the keychain.

Cammie, I think you and I should form a club. I even came up with an opener for our group meetings..."Hi, my name is Francesca and I have NEVER been able to find my name on one of those bicycle license plates." (I know you must be able to feel me on this one!)

Yeah. Try being in primary school with a 9-letter name that no one can say, let alone spell.

Hello. I came to check you out since you came to see me from SITS. Thanks for visiting! You are hilarious - I laughed out loud at "Ima Crackwhore"! My son said, "what's so funny?"

My husband's name is Tripp. I'm sure you can imagine what he's had to endure! A fair share of comments like, "were your parents high when they named you?". Or, "do you fall down a lot?". So when he says his name, people ALWAYS need him to repeat it.

Welcome to the House of No Sleep. Here you can read all about my life with hubby Joe, and our non sleep respecting kids Pierce and Mallory. My favorite things other then my family are reading, scrapbooking and drinking wine....even better when doing all of the above together. I am also a lover of all things Twilight...in case you can't tell. Oh, and I hate geese.